About twenty years ago a got a postcard from a good friend. The card had a poem on it, a poem about an little angel, who got tired from all the work as an guardian a a child. The angel put the the baby asleep in the night and flew up to the heaven to get some sleep on a little cloud and in the morning she was back in business, just when the kid woke up. (Hopefully there was another angel in the night shift :)) The idea to this piece of decorations, however, came from the poem. This is where the Christmas angel left her dress for the night, with a little bell... maybe you've heard it tinkle sometime...
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